...is not always a good thing.
I have praised Mara so much for her bathroom independence from yesterday morning that I think Emily was feeling left out from the potty praise.
Emily has decided today that she no longer needs my help in the bathroom. I've been trying to get her to do this for several weeks now but she has had a very hard time getting undies up and down because of her ample tushie (she got that honestly!). And she has a hard time getting up on to the potty by herself...she's not exactly what I would call athletic (guess she got that honestly too!).
So anyway, you'd think I would be excited about two out of three girls being totally independent in the bathroom, but I'm not. For some reason Emily thinks she has to take off every stitch of clothing in order to take care of business. AND she's loving her independence so much that she's taking care of business every thirty minutes. Which means I've only chased her around the house six times already trying to get clothes back on her independent little self.
Ha, and here comes the little streaker as I type this. I am not kidding! What am I going to do with that girl?!
Friday, August 10, 2007
Bathroom independence...
Posted by Carrie at 2:01 PM
Labels: emily, i love this job
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4 comments:
Too funny! :)
Isn't motherhood glamorous?
This made me giggle!
I can always tell when Caleb has been potty -- he has his shirt on inside-out. He seems to have to take off every stitch of clothing as well - including shoes.
Just laughing... Carter is the same way- takes it ALL off. Oh, embarrassing when we're at other people's houses!
Steph
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